Act Like You Love Me (Jessica) novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52

Chapter 52

Jessica’s POV

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His mouth found mine again, but this time there was no questioning-only a hungry, possessive intent.

The air felt heavy, charged with the kind of electricity that only comes when years of unspoken longing finally snap. When I told him not to stop, the last of his hesitation vanished.

There was no going back to the way we were ten minutes ago-not after the words in that journal had been laid bare, and certainly not with the way Aaron was looking at me now.

His movements were slow and intentional, heat following as his hands slipped under the hem of my cotton pajama top.

I shivered as the cool air hit my skin, but it was instantly replaced by the searing warmth of his palms.

He pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it somewhere into the shadows, his eyes darkening as they swept over me.

“Aaron…” I whispered again, my voice catching as his fingers hooked into the hem of my pants

The ship gave a gentle, rhythmic tilt, a slow sway that seemed to mirror the heavy thrumming in my chest.

Everything felt heightened: the cool air on my skin, the distant hum of the ocean, and the way Aaron was looking at me.

His eyes were dark, clouded with a desire that made my stomach flip, but there was a flicker of concern there, too.

He didn’t pull back, but he didn’t move forward either.

He just hovered over me, his body a solid, grounding weight that made me feel both trapped and entirely safe.

He leaned down, and brushed his lips against mine in a feather-light kiss.

“We don’t have to, Jess. Not if you’re not ready.” His voice was husky, laced with restraint, but the way his thumb traced circles on my hip said he wanted this as badly as I did.

I swallowed, and slid my hands up his arms, feeling the corded muscles tense under my touch.

“I am. I want you, Aaron. Just… go slow?”

A small smile tugged at his lips, that cocky edge melting into something tender.

“For you, I will flower.” He kissed me again, deeper this time, his tongue teasing mine as his fingers caressed my waist.

His mouth found the sensitive dip where my neck met my shoulder, and his lips grazed the skin with a heat that made my

breath hitch.

I gasped, my head sinking deep into the pillow as his tongue traced a slow, searing path toward my collarbone; a trail of fire that left me shivering in its wake.

It wasn’t just a kiss; it was a slow,

Lentional claim, a steady pressure that sent a jolt of electricity straight to my pussy.

Every graze of his teeth felt like a spark, turning my blood into something thick and molten.

Slowly, agonizingly, he tugged my pants down, the fabric whispering against my skin, cool air rushing in to meet the heat building between my thighs.

I lifted my hips to help, a shiver racing through me as he peeled them off, leaving me exposed in just my panties.

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His hungry, reverent gaze roamed over me, making me feel beautiful, and desired in a way I’d never known

“You’re perfect,” he murmured, his voice rough, before trailing another set of kisses down my neck, nipping at the sensitive spot below my ear that made me gasp.

He pinned my wrists above my head with one hand, not hard-just enough to remind me I was entirely at his mercy.

“Let me take care of you,” he whispered, his free hand tracing down my side, over my ribs, and dipping to my hip.

He released my wrists, but I kept them there, surrendering as his mouth descended.

He took one breast in his hand, and kneaded gently. While his lips closed over the other-warm, wet suction that made me cry out.

His tongue flicked the nipple, teeth grazing just enough to sting sweetly, pleasure-pain that had me writhing.

“Aaron, please,” I whimpered, not even sure what I was asking for.

He didn’t answer with words. He switched sides, lavishing the same attention, his free hand now trailing lower, fingers dancing over my panties, teasing the edge.

I bucked instinctively, needy whimpers spilling from my lips. He chuckled against my skin, the vibration adding to the

torment.

“Patience, Jess.”

His fierce control melted into something careful as he kissed down my stomach, nipping at my hip bone and making me

gasp.

His fingers slid my panties down slowly, and unhurried, leaving me fully exposed.

I tensed, self-conscious for the first time-until I saw the way he looked at me, like I was something precious.

“So beautiful,” he breathed, parting my thighs with gentle hands.

He settled between my legs, his breath hot against my core, and I trembled.

“Relax, flower. I’ve got you.” His tongue flicked out, tasting me, and I arched off the bed with a cry.

He sucked gently at first, then deeper, his mouth working me with expert precision-circling my clit, dipping inside, the wet heat driving me wild.

My thighs trembled, and I tried to close them, overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure, but he held them open with firm, steady hands.

He was thorough, patient, and completely focused on me.

I watched him from through hooded eyes, seeing the top of his dark head between my knees, and I fell in love with him all over again.

I loved that he was doing this for me. I loved that he wanted to know every inch of me.

He was dominant here, controlling the pace, but so attentive, reading my gasps and moans, adjusting to what made me

shatter.

“Aaron… please…” I begged, fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closor.

He hummed against me, the vibration sending me over the edge.

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My first climax tore through me, my body shuddering as tears slipped down my cheeks from the sheer overwhelm.

He carried me through it, drawing out every aftershock until I was boneless, panting.

He kissed his way back up, settling over me, his hardness pressing against my thigh through his towel.

“You okay?” he whispered, wiping a tear from my cheek.

I nodded and drew him down for a kiss. The taste of myself on his lips sent an intimate thrill through me, making me bolder.

“I want you. All of you.”

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